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A Vow to the Past

Author: John Authur
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-17 06:56:10

"Did you forget something, dear?" A voice caught my attention as I turned to witness Uncle Gavin waiting for me.

"No," I replied, walking out of the mansion. I was led to one of the cars, entering the back seat as I watched a man enter the front seat, whom I presumed was the Driver.

"Good day, ma'am," he uttered with a nod. I had little idea of his words; my eyes were still fixed on the mansion, hoping I could just catch a glimpse of Aunt Malisa.

The driver started the engine as he drove off. Adrian and his uncle were seated in another car, which the driver maintained trailing.

My eyes remained fixed outside the car windows, gazing at the city as the car moved through the streets. My eyes caught sight of my old apartment, and a reminder of my mom echoed through my thoughts, a recollection of a time before she had fallen ill when she would come out, turn to me with a smile. We would come out when the sun cast down with the stars bright and shining.

I remember when I made a promise to h
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